How I recovered from cancer

In April 2023 I was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer — the most aggressive, the least studied. They told me I needed the strongest treatment and still couldn't promise me anything. They suggested removing my breasts and ovaries as a preventive measure.

But before that diagnosis, God had already placed information about personalized immunotherapy vaccines in my hands. When the moment came, I chose to trust my intuition. I chose love over fear.

I was treated at Oasis of Hope in Tijuana with TIL, LAK, and dendritic vaccines, low-dose cyclophosphamide, an anti-inflammatory diet, high-dose vitamin C, hyperthermia, and ozone therapy.

The cancer disappeared. I have been cancer-free for over a year.

This experience transformed me completely and today I walk alongside women on their healing journey.

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April 2023. Mammoth.

I was snowboarding. The snow was perfect, and I was in that state of lightness that only comes when your body is moving and your mind finally goes quiet.

At some point I touched my chest and felt something. Hard as a rock. Big as a lemon.

"What the hell is this?" I thought. And then: "Whatever, I'll get it checked when I'm back."

I didn't think it was cancer. I figured it was a cyst, nothing serious. When I got back to San Diego, everything moved very fast — they referred me immediately to a breast specialist, and that same day I had a mammogram and ultrasound.

I went to the biopsy alone.

I decided to go alone because I felt calm and believed everything would be fine.

I put on the gown, and just before the procedure started, I asked the doctor: "What are the possible causes of this? What could it be?"

She answered: "CANCER."

I asked: "And what else?"

"CANCER."

In that moment I felt as if ice water ran through my entire body. I had an overwhelming urge to cry, but I did everything I could to hold it together. The procedure was quick — they biopsied what was apparently already a tumor and that was it.

I walked out, got to the bathroom, and cried like I never had before. I sobbed uncontrollably, devastated, terrified, with everything I had.

I pulled myself together and walked to the car. My heart was pounding. When I got there, I broke down again.

"How the hell am I going to get through this? I haven't even been able to heal my gut, and now I'm supposed to heal from cancer? I'm screwed."

In that moment I spoke to God.

Sitting in the car, crying, I said: "God, I know you're there, but right now more than ever I need your help. I need confirmation that you won't leave me alone, that I can get through this. I need a clear and specific sign that you're here with me."

The eagle has always been my spirit animal. But I needed something more extraordinary to know it truly came from God. I said: "God, I need an eagle to come down and I want to see it up close. Not flying far away in the sky — I want something that stops me cold. I'm asking you for this, Lord."

I want to be clear that up until that point, saying "God" or "Lord" made me uncomfortable. I didn't identify with those words. And that was the first time I ever addressed God that way, without any hesitation.

The eagle appeared.

When I got home, I called my sister on a video call. Suddenly we heard so many birds singing so loud you could hear them through the phone. My sister looked around, confused, and said: "What's happening?" Then, in the distance, she spotted an eagle gliding and cried out: "An eagle!"

The eagle came closer and closer, until it passed right over my sister's house — no more than 4 meters away. It looked at her, then continued its flight until it disappeared. I saw it too through the phone screen; it was so close that when she focused the camera, the eagle filled most of the frame.

It was the sign I had asked God for, and He sent it that very same day.

I fell to the floor, cried, gave thanks, and in that moment I accepted that God was with me and that we would get through this.

The diagnosis changed everything.

Triple negative breast cancer — the most aggressive, the least studied. The doctors' logic was simple: the more aggressive the cancer, the more aggressive the treatment.

Sitting across from the doctors, listening to a conversation full of fear and very low recovery odds, only made me feel more disconnected from that path. On top of that, the high recurrence rate and the suggestion to remove my breasts and ovaries as prevention didn't sit right with me. I've never believed that removing parts of my body would solve a problem.

Thank God, my husband Yago was with me, offering me extraordinary support and keeping me grounded.

From the very beginning of this journey, I promised myself I would do everything I could to make decisions from love, not from fear.

I always asked myself: does this make me contract or expand? And I always chose what made me expand.

God had already prepared me.

In February 2023 — two months before the diagnosis — I was folding laundry at home, listening to a Jay Shetty podcast interviewing Tony Robbins. Suddenly I felt chills run through my whole body. I knew that feeling well: it was my way of receiving signs, my claircognizance telling me there was something there for me.

I bought the book immediately — Life Force by Tony Robbins. I thought it would have something to do with my gut, since I was still struggling with it. I promised myself I'd read it cover to cover, skipping nothing.

I got to the chapter on cancer. For a second I thought about skipping it — I didn't have cancer and didn't know anyone close to me who did. But I remembered my promise and read it.

To my surprise, I learned about cancer vaccines and immunotherapy. Things I'd never heard of before. "Wow, I had no idea this existed — patients recovering from cancer with a single vaccine!"

God had sent me the help months before the cancer was even detected.

Someone close to me suggested a clinic in Tijuana called Oasis of Hope. I scheduled a call with them. The coordinator explained that their treatment included an anti-inflammatory diet, high-dose vitamin C, hyperthermia, ozone therapy — and that the most important part was immunotherapy based on personalized vaccines. The moment I heard "vaccines," I felt a BING inside me. It resonated so deeply because I had just read about this in Tony Robbins' book.

Even though I had a good feeling about it, I wasn't 100% sure yet. I asked God for another sign.

A few days later, I got together with a group of friends in San Diego. While I was explaining that I was probably going to get treated at an alternative clinic, one of them interrupted me:

—Is it a clinic in Tijuana?

—Yes.

—Is it Oasis of Hope?

I was in shock. She told me her entire family had been treated there. Her grandfather lived 20 years after being diagnosed with cancer, even though doctors in the United States had only given him months to live.

In that moment I knew the decision was made. That God was showing me the path toward healing.

The ceremony that prepared me for everything.

The weekend before entering Oasis of Hope, I did a psilocybin ceremony — sacred mushrooms. When I found out I had cancer, I had a strong knowing that I would do this ceremony. I had heard about its capacity to help people through difficult processes, and I thought: if I'm not ready now, I never will be.

I took 5 grams — a heroic dose. The music was felt in every fiber of my being. I had visions of sacred geometry, I felt love for everyone: my family, my husband, everything around me. I was part of God. I felt a love I had never experienced before.

"Everything exists at once. You are already healed. You are in God's hands."

I arrived at Oasis of Hope ready for whatever came.

I went to Oasis of Hope.

The treatment was personalized — literally created from my own body.

They operated to remove three lymph nodes that had tested positive for cancer in a previous biopsy. My dad was with me, nervous but with his spirit high. My mom too, and Yago of course.

With that tissue, the lab created three vaccines:

Vacuna TIL — they took lymphocytes directly from my tumor, the ones already fighting the cancer but in very small numbers. In the lab they strengthened and multiplied them to return them to my body ready to attack. Like an intensive training camp.

Vacuna LAK — they took lymphocytes from my blood, activated them with cytokines, and returned them with greater strength to fight the cancer.

Vacuna dendrítica — they extracted dendritic cells from the lymph nodes, the "teachers" of the immune system, trained them with information from the tumor cells, and reintroduced them to help other cells recognize and attack cancer with greater precision.

The vaccines are combined with low-dose chemotherapy (cyclophosphamide) to weaken the tumor's protective environment so the vaccine cells can act more efficiently. Plus: high-dose vitamin C, hyperthermia, ozone therapy, and a strict anti-inflammatory diet.

What I love about these therapies is that, unlike conventional chemo, the vaccines don't attack healthy cells. They focus exclusively on the cancerous ones.

It wasn't easy. After the vaccines came side effects — headaches, nausea, intestinal inflammation, fatigue, some confusion. All unpleasant, but manageable. And the tumor grew 30% at first — which sounds terrifying, but it's a sign that the immune system is responding.

It wasn't just one round.

In total there were 3 rounds of vaccines, about 8 months apart. After each round the tumor would shrink, but then grow back just a little. So we'd go back.

Las vacunas con los resultados más positivos en mi proceso fueron fabricadas por un laboratorio llamado Limphocite. En un inicio, Oasis of Hope usaba a Limphocite como su laboratorio externo — así fue como llegué a ellos. Con el tiempo, también recibí una dosis de las vacunas que Oasis desarrolló con su propio laboratorio. Pero los resultados que yo puedo atribuir con más certeza a las vacunas fueron los de Limphocite. Por eso es el laboratorio en el que confío, y el que recomiendo. Limphocite sigue operando de manera independiente y yo tengo el contacto directo de la doctora.

Between vaccine rounds, I also did an Ayahuasca and Peyote ceremony. Three months before, I had received my last round of vaccines. But just one week before the ceremonies, a biopsy still confirmed there was cancer.

In 2025 I had surgery to remove "the seed" — but by that point I was already completely cancer-free.

I'll never know exactly what cured me.

Was it the vaccines? The ceremonies? The combination of everything? Faith? Love? I don't know. And I think that honesty matters.

What I do know is that I did everything I felt I needed to do. I followed my intuition at every step. And I am here.

And the cancer disappeared.

I have been cancer-free for over a year.

What I do know is that I made a decision from love — love for my body, love for my life, love for what I felt was true for me — instead of making it from fear.

"Choosing love over fear" became my compass. Not just for cancer. For everything.

This is my story. It belongs to no one else. It is not medical advice. It is not a path that works the same way for everyone. It is simply what I lived. What I chose. What happened to me.

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Important note

I'm not a doctor. What I share here is my personal experience and does not replace professional medical care. Every body and every case is different. If you're going through a serious health situation, I ask that you seek support from qualified healthcare professionals. My story is not a treatment recommendation — it is simply what I lived and the decisions I made.